LOVE. We write about it, we dream about it, we sing about it, we talk about it and we suffer because of it. Nearly everything in our life starts with love.
Falling in love is one of our most magical and powerful experiences. When we are in love we are unstoppable. Love is a force that makes everything seem so easy and effortless. Love can make us more loving, more forgiving, more tolerant. We are kinder, compassionate, fulfilled, content. But love can also make us angry, frustrated and discouraged and as a result we become bitter, disheartened and sad.
In the beginning of a relationship EVERYTHING seems so right. Each moment we spent with a new partner is unique and thrilling, each kiss is special and delicious, each conversation is enchanting and memorable, each contact is... well perfect. But soon we are brought down to earth.
The attraction is (hopefully) still there whilst infatuation is replaced with a reality of sharing your life with another human being. We start seeing the real person, we learn who they are and what they stand for. We try to understand their values, their goals, their desires, their worries, their fears. We start to learn about their make-up; we are discovering their blueprint. The ideal we had when we first met them is being replaced with a human being who is equally grumpy and cheerful, moody and settled, frustrated and relaxed.
As those weeks and months roll on and we settle into a cosy relationship, one day we find ourselves asking questions:
Do I want to spend the rest of my days with this person?
Is this ALL there is to love?
Am I making a mistake?
And the most ominous of all:
What if there is someone else out there that I haven't met yet who I am going to like more?
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